I have just seen a photograph of a new artwork that has appeared on Stroud Green Road in North London. A shop is decked out to look like a payday loans shop, but aimed at kids. There’s even a promotion…
Yesterday I made a little translation of a poem for my friend Jesse, because they like lions and queer things. It’s from a book called mit Füssen mit Flügeln [with feet with wings] by the Swiss writer Verena Stefan, published 1980.…
Someone at αμφιφλοξ blog has written a Greek translation of the Dream Fragment I wrote a few months ago (reposted here beneath the translation). Enjoy. Συναντηθήκαμε ξανά στον δρόμο που είχαμε βρεθεί την τελευταία φορά. Κανείς από τους δυο μας δεν μπορούσε να…
The universities have truly become the spirit’s burial mounds, filled with the stink of corruption and immovable gloom. – Ernst Bloch I have learnt two things at university: in the entire history of university exams no candidate has ever written…
The text below is a letter/email I sent a couple of months ago, in response to a really wonderful article by Dr Daniel Greenberg that was published in the International Journal of Psycho-Analysis back in 1990: “Instinct and Primary Narcissism…
I have a new report/essay up on Mute Magazine’s website. It discusses Dries Verhoeven’s artwork ‘Wanna Play: Love in the times of Grindr’, which caused enormous rage in the Berlin queer community in the last week, and how the theatre…
Here’s a little translation of a letter from Adorno to Sohn-Rethel (related to the letter from Horkheimer to Adorno that I published here a few months back.) Again, I am putting up the German as well so if anyone has…
I see some famous actress has made a speech launching the UN’s HeForShe campaign. The speech was aimed at men telling them that feminism is definitely not about man-hating while quoting Edmund Burke and offering such pearls of wisdom as…
What are those things in the centre of their mouths, that ringed silence, that crushed clock, screams of dead and flying things: as if all of their verbs, those private plazas, had coagulated, into nouns, and the nouns themselves something…
The entire Teutonic history is recapitulated in miniature in crisps, which, in Germany, are available in only two flavours: Natural and Hungarian. Prolapsarian, 2014